But it did not bite off Lu Hen Ge's head.

The ancient sword was placed across the black dragon's mouth, forcibly creating a hole in the snake's mouth as big as a person. No matter how hard the black dragon tried, it could not bite through the ancient sword.

Below.

Ye Feng cried with joy.

It was the first time he was so happy to see someone die.

"Lu Henge, you are finally going to die!"

"I've waited so long for this day!"

"I don't need to worry about being hunted anymore. In this world, I will still be the son of destiny! I will still be the high and mighty protagonist!"

Ye Feng was so excited that he jumped up and down.

His inner demon is Lu Hen Ge.

Ever since Lu Hen Ge appeared, his perfect life as the son of luck was completely shattered. He ran into obstacles everywhere and even thought that his luck had disappeared. But being able to see Lu Hen Ge's death with his own eyes made all the hardships he had experienced before worth it.

Hearing this.

Lu Hen Ge raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Feng.

Such a clown!

So naive and ridiculous!

Even without him, we still have this old sect leader.

For some unknown reason in the previous life, the old sect master did not seize the luck from Ye Feng and passed away a hundred years later; but this life is different. The trajectory of history has changed. Even if Lu Hen Ge is dead, Ye Feng still cannot escape the clutches of the old sect master.

even.

He will be even worse off.

Because he is also the son of luck, the old sect master understands the meaning of these four words too well. As long as he wants, he can take away all of Ye Feng's luck without harming his life.

Without the blessing of luck, Ye Feng would only end up in a miserable state.

Until then.

Heaven will also give up Ye Feng.

The old sect leader glanced at Ye Feng, who was in a frenzy, his eyes full of sarcasm, and then looked at Lu Hen Ge: "You've already lost."

Most of Lu Hen Ge's lifespan has been taken away.

now.

He became an old man.

But Lu Hen Ge grinned and said, "Sect Master, have you forgotten something?"

Hearing this.

A trace of uneasiness emerged in the old sect leader's heart.

Immediately following.

Lu Hen Ge's shriveled body began to become full again, and the black dragon in the air let out a miserable wail.

"Swallow one."

"It is also one of the three thousand great ways."